Got sick of it and gave up
All that became useless
I made into a pile as I picked them up by hand
That's all that's left here
Those eyes that well up from sadness are like a young girl's
Wiped them away but the tears still spilt over
Baffled, he froze as his face became flustered
But even that's part of this world
Even the reasons for her tears
And the murky laziness from our daily lives
Smells of a connection from deep, deep within me
Even somebody's malice
And a night in a nameless city
With you so terribly depressed
Could I still be connected?
Let's find out
One way bus ride, the smell of rainfall
As your face watches over
The children, softly breathing in their sleep -also a part of this world
Even the reasons for her tears
And the murky laziness from our daily lives
Even that's part of this world
Even somebody's malice
And a night in a nameless city
With you so terribly depressed
I know I'll still remain connected
I know !
Let's paint it white, white